BY- ROCK
I can’t think, I can’t write,
But I can think about love and you
I think my heart has grown cold
The warm feeling now seems so old
I no longer can find the muse I could always find
My soul now chained to a dark place in my mind
Frustration puts heavy shackles onto my feet
I no longer have the need to feel incomplete
Ink and paper no longer go together
No longer are the thoughts of a love that can endure the weather
I can’t even see next line I write
Purely waiting for the moment that seems right
No pang of love deep within my heart
The thought seems chilling right from the start
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